Journal Entry

by Void   Feb 6, 2009


Just because I can't sleep, I want to write.
I want to write all the words I think of, and hope they fall into place
Perfectly.
To make a page of black and white look colourful
Inspired.
I want to build a world, indestructable by anyone
Created by everyone.

Maybe I could count the stars again,
If there weren't so many city lights.
Foggy nights.
My losing fight
To do more than just exist.
Existing means so little to life.

Would words come easier if I cried a little?
Let myself die a little?
Sat there on the ground,
Resting on my knees
If all emotions were free,
Could these words believe in me?

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  • 11 years ago

    by Shane Peate

    "To make a page of black and white look colourful" -absolutely beautiful idea about what writing can mean.

    "Would words come easier if I cried a little?
    Let myself die a little?" - I understand this one completely myself.

    Another excellent poem simply about writing and life. Good job!